[Intro: C Blu]
Grrah, grrah, grrah (Rydondy, we're makin' it out the hood with this one)
ReyWay, you know what the fuck goin' on
Gotti with me, Nunnie with me, KG with me (Yo, Shani, let me hear that shit)
C Blu

[Verse 1: C Blu]
I'm with the Troops, we tryna make it active
Catch a Structure n***a, we might pack him (Grrah)
Why Kha on our dick? I heard that n***as clapped him, whacked him, should've left him in the past tense
Keep on dissin', this shit gon' get tragic
Brand-new G and it came with attachments (Frrah)
Push a button, watch these bullets scatter (Frrah, frrah, frrah)
And we know the day you n***as ratted
But he lit, so the Jets have to jack it

[Verse 2: Kay Glizz]
Frrah, frrah, boom, n***a
They know how we comin', n***a, Troopers, look
N***as know how we get on that avenue (Got one)
Jack that other-side shit, we gon' clap at you (Grrah-grrah)
Everywhere we at, you know we pack a few (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah)
You push up, we show you what that gat'll do (Grrah-grrah, boom)
I'm with Eewee, but they know I'm 8-Trey (Fuck?)
With the Rippies, we posted on ReyWay (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Nunnie got it, so I know that gang safe (Grrah-grrah, boom)
If you take it then he gon' get cray-cray (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Troopers always sturdy when we on that block (On bro)
Dubai in the air, we not stoppin' for cops (On bro)
Hopin' I don't mack, I be movin' hot (Grrah-grrah)
Not to mention, I got thirty in the knocks (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Suvy with me too, push up, you get popped
We bangin' on anything smokin' on Dot (Dot, n***a)
Claimin' we on go, this shit never stop
GDK, we don't jack no Lots to Flocks (N***a)
I be in the V's with the n***as who flock shit (Grrah)
How the fuck you think I get to pop shit? (Grrah-grrah)
And I got some vics too (Grrah-grrah), I been flockin' (Grrah-grrah)
They do not get active, so they need to stop it (Grrah-grrah, boom)
RG with me totin' on that rocket
Shots for whoever gettin' outta pocket
We really got M, n***a, so stop watchin'
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
[Verse 3: Nunnie Da III]
Cuzzy told me that it's time to get active
So we 'bout to light up they strip (Glah-glah)
PFA n***as do nothin' but actin' (Glah-glah)
When we saw them, they ran from the 5th (Glah-glah, boom)
Nas got shot, where the fuck was his ratchet? (Fuck?)
He not crazy, that shit be a myth (Glah-glah, boom)
We throwin' shots if he jackin' he Stackin' (N***a)
It's not Mali, don't pass me the spliff
Yo, C Blu, I'm tryna throw
If he jackin' he Structure, then he gotta go (Glah-glah)
Yo, KG, look, I spot me a Folks (Glah-glah, glah-glah)
Milly with me tryna send 'em up to Lo (Glah-glah, boom)
Bangin' every shot if he yellin' out "Choo"
Tilden target practice, they already know (Like, grrah)
I'm with DOA smokin' on Rilla
None of them n***as is killers
I'm in Linden with scammers and dealers
Try to push up, you gon' deal with the drillers (N***a)

[Verse 4: Gotti Blu & C Blu]
I'm outside every day with my gun
I dare a pussy n***a try and front
I don't care if you my mans, do not reach for your gun
I'm with some Troopers who ball like the Suns (Suns, n***a)
They say they on court, but they see us and run
I'm with some Flockas who do this for fun (On bro)
We get-back gang, bitch, we do what we want
RPTK, yeah, they all know what's up
They is not good, they is not one of us
A life like mine, I put my trust in my gun
I can't lack for a bitch, I am not one of them
I got PTSD, I be quick to go dumb (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 5: C Blu]
Posted on the 80 totin' a .380, like, I dare a pussy n***a try to front
Throwin' shots at the V, won't stop until it's done
Put a bag on his head, the bros gon' get it done (Grrah, grrah)
Certified driller, rappin' just for fun
Do bad on a hit, was never one of them
Why they mention my name like I am not the one?
Bendin' through blocks and makin' n***as run
Beatin' on n***as thinkin' that they tough
Sha Gz know what's up, yeah, he was one of them
Put the cam to his face and follow with a punch

[Outro: C Blu]
Grrah